What have you done?
Opened presents, pulled a couple of crackers, took a shower, started a fire, did some laundry, read some Terry Pratchett. Currently heating the oven for the roast.
I survived the day itself by watching the telly, as well as clearing out some of the pesky piles of paper around here, read emails and this messageboard, and had a nice ordinary lunch and dinner.
Another year over …
Had a nice IM chat catching up with a friend I haven’t talked to in a long time, then spent most of the day lolling on the sofa knitting and working my way through the six-disc Busby Berkeley set that was my Christmas present to myself. I’m going to save the rest for later, and watch something in color this evening – Dreamgirls, maybe?
And that’s about it – very pleasant way to end a long, long weekend.
Worked.
Got up at 7 a.m. so my 12-y-o son could open his loot. My husband and I are in the midst of divorce suspended animation, so we did not exchange gifts. Consequently, I opened nuttin’. (Which is OK, because I’m viewing that as evidence that he has not mistaken inaction for a change of heart on my part.)
Baked a breakfast casserole thingy and cooked link sausage. Yummy breakfast. Worked on a beading project off and on between surfing. Took a nap.
Had a 3-way call late afternoon with my two sisters. Baked a pear upside-down gingerbread for dessert tonight. Have started other parts of dinner for the three of us (husband, son and me, not my sisters and me!).
Ran out and fed the cats I’m pet sitting.
Mostly lazed about listening to Christmas music on the radio and enjoying the fire in the fireplace. Looking forward to dinner.
Family, presents, toast, movie, nap, sunset on the beach.
We opened gifts. Watched “Die Hard” on dvd. Ate pizza rolls.
We should have had margaritas. That would have been perfect.
24th (christmas eve): made myself a nice salad. Watched a movie. Studied some programming manuals.
25th (today): woke up, made coffee, read some more in the manuals, got a phone-call from my parents asking why I wasn’t at their place yet, put on some clean clothes, went over there, ate some good fish, drank some good wine, kissed everyone, went home, drank some more. Posted this on the SD board.
Went to Mass, came home, had sandwich, did some writing, sang to cats, surfed the Dope, shopped online for frivolous underwear.
Just got a call from my younger brother, who is depressed because the girl he wanted to go see a movie with has basically blown him off. Poor guy is taking it rather hard. I told him that I wasn’t in the mood to leave the house (he wanted me to be the pinch hitter for his evening :rolleyes: ) but then I felt bad and called him back and said I’d go see a movie if he didn’t mind going to the tiny place in my neighborhood. Gah. He acts like the world is falling apart, but I suppose at his age I was the same way about such things.
Slept in. Showered. Went to my parents house. Fought with family members. Open gifts. Fought with family members. Eat dinner. Fought with family members. Repeated myself several times for my father who is convinced he isn’t going deaf. Fought with my sister.
Tell ya, Christmas with the Griswald’s.
I can’t wait until 2008. To new beginnings and fresh starts.
Family, presents, a walk, more family, lunch, a few more presents, another walk, and so on. Quite nice.
Ordinary weekend type day, but sadder.
1st Xmas after Mom died.
I’ve been sick all day. Was supposed to go to Grandma’s, but had to cancel. Spent the afternoon laying in bed moaning, then too some Tylenol and a nap, now I do feel a bit better and have been watching DS9 Season 3 on DVD. It’s actually been a pretty nice day, having my husband fix me food and offer me support and love while I cuddle with my new stuffed Cthulhu.
I just hope I’m well enough to go into work tomorrow. I don’t really feel like I have much choice–I hate skipping even when I do feel crappy, especially this week… how suspicious would it be to call in the day after Christmas?
At any rate, it’s actually been a pretty good day. I’ve enjoyed the luxury of resting.
I did laundry and cleaned the bathroom. I am currently drinking Sierra Nevada Celebration Ale. A typical bachelor Christmas. 
A nice romp, then coffee and breakfast burrito with the Ms. Call from my brother, email from one of my kids (I’m batting 25%, it seems), under-cooked a turkey for the first time ever, but we nibbled around the edges. Seasonal music. Watched the snow fall all day, which means a nightmare commute tomorrow, but it shore was purty. Drank half a bottle of Esporao '91 that we bought in Portugal back in about 1994. No presents this year to open, and no decorations, what with the house looking like the aftermath of Dresden. The good side is that we don’t have to put the stuff away again.
My husband and I went to breakfast at Baker’s Square then went to the movie theatre downtown to see I Am Legend and The Golden Compass.
Called our kids and our parents and a few friends. Now we’re home sharing a bottle of Zinfandel. I’m in my PC lounge listening to music and reading the SDMB, he’s in his lounge playing WoW.
We might venture out to see what we can find for dinner, then it should be back home for an early bed time.
Very relaxing and something of a first for us. No kids, no presents, no travel. It’s been quite nice, although I admit I felt a tiny bit sad and lost last night without all that hustle and bustle. I got over it. 
Woke up, checked email, watched *Angel *with my cat while napping, visited my dad, had a few drinks, and am now checking some sites before watching a bit more *Angel *or maybe some Scrubs, which I got for Christmas.
Last night: Family meatloaf cookoff, followed by reading (me) and watching a Christmas moveie (the others). Spent the night at my in-laws, then stockings at 8:30, breakfast, opening presents, buying my nephew’s study materials on line, ham for lunch, drive home in the (light) snow.
{{{{{{Bosda}}}}}}
Been there. First Xmas with Mom after Dad died, then, 8 years later, the first Xmas after Mom died.
You’ll always think of your mom, but eventually, it won’t be so sad. You’ll instead start remembering all the good stuff.